Five hurt in latest Pamplona bull run
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A packed running of the bulls swollen by weekend crowds at the San Fermin festival left five people with minor injuries today but no one was gored, the day after the first fatality for 14 years.
One man had a lucky escape when he confronted a lone bull that had broken away from the pack after a fall but he was only rolled around the ground and not caught by its horns.
The fifth bull run in the eight-day San Fermin feast took place the day after a 27-year-old man was gored to death, the first since 1995.
Virgen del Camino Hospital spokesman Dr. Fernando Boneta said five people suffered head injuries today and were admitted for medical treatment but none was seriously hurt.
One man was hit hard on the chin and knocked unconscious by a calf inside the bullring after the running of the bulls had finished.
The bulls Saturday belonged to breeder Dolores Aguirre, famed for producing hefty, strong animals. The largest of the six animals weighed in at 1,378 pounds (625 kilograms).
The runs start at an overnight enclosure half a mile away from the city's bullring where the animals face matadors and almost certain death each afternoon of this ancient fiesta.
The pack races along the often damp cobblestone course accompanied by six steers, each with a large clanking bell around its neck, whose function is to try to keep the group trotting together.
The greatest danger happens when the pack splits up, leaving bulls disoriented and irritated by crowds composed of thousands of adrenaline-charged — and often alcohol-fueled — thrill seekers.
Despite the large number of runners and the separation of one bull from the pack, all of Aguirre's animals entered the ring in 2 minutes 52 seconds, a reasonably fast time.
"I noticed the streets were swollen by a lot of runners," said Jaime de Vargas, who had dedicated his run to fellow bull aficionado and friend Daniel Jimeno Romero who died Friday.
Hundreds of revelers paid homage to Jimeno Romero by leaving traditional red neckerchiefs tied to wooden barriers at the spot where a bull gored him fatally in the upper chest and neck.
Boneta said all of those injured in yesterday's event, including a 61-year-old American who was struck in the chest and had internal bleeding in his lungs, were doing well in hospital.
Friday's death raises to 15 the toll since record-keeping began in 1924.
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Once just before running la correida I was drinking and eating with a Basque and an Englishman who was married to a Basque lady and we imagined trying to start the fiestas of Pamplona in Liverpool. we all fell about laughing. Could you imagine the amount of criminality, theft and violence that would occur each of the nine nights? Where in England could alcohol flow so freely and the noise levels be so high without fights and riots? But it doesn't happen in Pamplona. We used to imagine proposing to Liverpool council that they barricade off a couple of miles of streets after the town had been drinking freely for 24 hours and then letting half a dozen 600kg bulls loose with the hopes that they would get through to the bullring as a group uninjured and the human runners all arrived safely aswell, for eight consecutive days.
Have a look at football where the idea of some of the fans is to go to the match and cause fights and stab fans of the other side. Angryman9, that is a disgsting spectacle that should be outlawed. No Basque goes to the fiestas with this attitde.
We lost contact with the Basque guy during the evening and found out the day after that he had been in a long queue at the police station the next day. Ahh, the police I hear you say . . . . yes . . . he had lost his house keys, his ID card his car keys and his wallet . . . along with a hundred or so other people he confirmed his identity and had everything returned. They might be a bit noisy and proud of their identity but civilised they certainly are.